Gable Paul
Turned on mom
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Paul Gable
Turned on mom
CHAPTER ONE
Anna Murray brushed back her long, fine blonde hair as she watched her husband Paul pull on his Navy officer's uniform.
"How long are you going to be gone this time?" she asked apprehensively as she watched his husky, eight-inch cock pop into his white cotton Jockey shorts. Anna could still feel her husband's jizz leaking out from between her sore, slackening cunt-lips. She raised her left hand and rubbed her hard, brown nipples as she prayed God that he'd be back soon.
"I don't know exactly, honey," Paul said as he tucked in his khaki shirt. "The C.O. said something about three weeks."
Three weeks! Anna moaned out loud and closed her eyes, picturing her husband's cock jerking wildly against her parted lips. She could see that powerful, throbbing vein that ran from the base of his mammoth prick to its swollen, pulsating head. Three weeks without Paul's dick! She didn't know if she'd be able to control the feelings that were beginning to grow in her toward her son Greg.
"Hey, it's not the end of the world, babe," her husband said softly as he sat down at the edge of the bed and ran his powerful fingers over her pendulous tits. "You think I'd go off and leave that pussy of yours if I didn't have to?"
"You don't understand! Oh, God, you don't understand," Anna moaned as she rolled over on her belly and beat the cum-stained bed sheets with her fists.
"Hey, if you're worried about someone breaking in, Greg's going to be here all the time. Today's the last day of school, so he'll be around to protect you," Paul said as he leaned over and gave her juicy snatch a farewell kiss.
Greg… Oh, Greg! Anna thought to herself as she felt her cunt spasm crazily. She pictured her son-eighteen years old and every inch a man. His thick, wavy black hair curled across his wide forehead and behind his ears. Greg's body was like his father's-tapered like an hour-glass, muscular, and covered with a bushy, wiry matting of black body hair. And his cock.
"Ohhhh," Anna cried out involuntarily as she remembered the night she caught him jacking off in his bedroom. Both of them were too embarrassed to do or say anything for several seconds. During that time Anna stared lovingly at her son's hard, long prick as it twitched between his fingers. It was then that she first realized she wanted his prick stuffed inside her cunt.
"Hey, come on, babe. I've got to go, and I don't want to leave you groaning like this," Paul said as he leaned over again and kissed her lightly on the back of her neck.
"Do-do you want me to drive you down to the pier?" Anna asked in a strained voice as she fought back the tears.
"That's all right, hon. Some of the guys are picking me up in a few minutes," Paul said as he picked up his briefcase and started to walk out of the bedroom.
"Paul.. " Anna started to say. Her husband turned around, and she shook her head. She couldn't tell him the real reason she didn't want him to leave.
"I'll be back sooner than you know it," he said over his shoulder as Anna heard him walk out of the house.
"Oh, God. Oh, God," she moaned softly to herself over and over as she slid her fingers under her belly and inched them down to her contracting cunt. Images of her son floated through her mind as she held her pussy-lips apart and slid her forefinger into her hot hole. "Mmmm," Anna groaned softly as she stirred them gently against the sides of her snatch walls, then slid them up until they bumped against her twitching clit.
"Hey, Mom, breakfast ready yet?" Greg called out from his next-door bedroom.
"I-In j-just a second, honey," Anna stammered as she pulled out her juice-slicked fingers and rolled out of her king-sized bed.
"I'm starved!" the boy shouted out.
Anna heard his door opening and she ran for the bathroom to get her robe.
"Hey!" Greg cried out in surprise as his mother crashed into him.
"Ohhhh!" Anna groaned as she felt her mammoth titties fly up and flop against her son's bare, hairy chest.
"Gee, sorry, Mom. I didn't know you were out in the hall," Greg